"The moment I completely suppressed it, I stepped into the realm of gods."
Evil Disaster pondered for a moment.
Completely suppress it?
That was indeed one direction, but for him, perhaps it was not a good method.
Evil Disaster looked at Shen Yu.
"My method isn't suitable for you," Shen Yu said bluntly.
"After all, contracts and domination may lead to the Same Destination by Different Paths, but their methods are fundamentally different."
"Contracts? Speaking of which, why is your aura so strong now? And it feels so chaotic. Also, what's with this feeling? I've wanted to ask since earlier."
Evil Disaster suddenly leaned closer. "Is something wrong with your body?"
Here it came again.
Whenever he got close to Shen Yu, the Weird suppressed within his body became unusually restless.
Yet it was different from being backlashed.
It was as though the Weird inside his body desperately wanted to come out, touch Shen Yu, and devour him.
The sensation kept surging, and Evil Disaster had spent no small amount of effort suppressing it.
"A chaotic aura? Probably because I've contracted too many Weirds."
After all, every Weird contained within the Containment Facility was directly linked to him. Their Weird energy and abilities would all be obtained by him.
His body was an enormous aggregation of Weirds.
It was as though the vessel imprisoning those Weirds was not the Containment Facility, but his own body.
"Too many?"
The expression on Evil Disaster's face became terrifying. "Just how many Weirds have you contracted?"
Disaster also stared at Shen Yu.
Shen Yu thought about the Weirds contained within the Weird Containment Facility.
Their numbers had been steadily growing, and more containment rooms were constantly being opened. The current number had long exceeded one hundred thousand.
And the Contract Anomalists of the entire